I found that when I did something for the sake of heaven, heaven happened. These things changed my life. I owe them to my encounter with Christianity.

The secular world is more spiritual than it thinks, just as the ecclesiastical world is more materialist than it cares to acknowledge.

I recovered my infant Judaism, but in a reformist version.

I was certainly open for something being on the edge of a nervous breakdown, perplexed by my own sexuality. I was gay.

I was not allowed a physical lover. Falling in love with Love was the best I could get.

If a dish doesn't turn out right, change the name and don't bat an eyelid. A fallen souffle is only a risen omelette. It depends on the self-confidence with which you present it.

To change, to convert? Why bother?